Erotical Stories Novels & Stories

He pulled out, spun me around so I faced the pole, bent forward. I gripped it with both hands, ass out. He slammed back in, one hand on my hip, the other reaching around to rub my oversensitive clit. “Again,” he demanded. “Cum again while I fill this pussy.” I was shaking, barely recovered, but his cock and fingers were relentless. “You’re gonna make me…oh god…yes!” Another orgasm ripped through me, even stronger, my moans filling the whole club. Vincent buried himself deep and came with a loud

It’s already planning all the ways I’m going to stretch that pussy out soon. By the end of the day she’s “accidentally” brushed her ass against me twice more. Told me more fake sad stories about her ex. But I can tell there’s something she’s hiding behind those tears. Something dirty. And I want to fuck it out of her.

Ronan followed seconds later, filling him again. Saturday morning began with extended oral. Ronan woke Emery with his mouth, slow and deliberate, learning every reaction. He took him deep, held him there, then pulled off to lick along the underside until Emery was fully hard and leaking. He repeated the pattern. Deep, slow, then teasing. Until Emery’s hands were fisted in the sheets. Only when Emery was close to breaking did Ronan stop, roll him onto his stomach, and push inside. The first thrusts were careful. Then they turned harder. Ronan held Emery’s wrists above his head with one hand and used the other to pull his hips back to meet every stroke. The breeding talk stayed constant. Promi

My mother’s cries were punctuated by the rhythmic, wet sound of skin slapping against skin—a carnal percussion that filled the quiet house. Dave’s pace was relentless and unforgiving. He didn’t move like a man in love; he moved like a man claiming what was his. The way my mother begged for more, her voice cracking and desperate, and the way Dave’s low, masculine groans mixed with her high-pitched screams, drove me to the brink of insanity. I shivered violently, adding two more fingers, thrusting them inside me. I tried to match his rhythm, pushing faster and deeper, my vision blurring as the tension coiled tight in my stomach.

Mia's brother, drunk in my bathroom, made it hotter, tension coiling tight like a spring. He couldn't hold back. Hands gripped my hips firm, spinning me to face the mirror, body pinning mine from behind. "Need this... need you," he growled, yanking my shorts down in a rough slide, cool air hitting my bare ass and slick folds. His own shorts shoved low, cock springing free, hot, veined, the head nudging between my cheeks. He rubbed frantic now, sliding along my wetness, teasing the entrance without entering, the friction making us both shudder.

Around her throat sat a thin velvet choker with her name pressed into it in silver. I read it from across the room. She gripped the pole with both hands and planted the sole of one heel against it. She pushed her body upward in one clean movement that had no strain in it. At the top she arched her spine backward until her hair fell loose around her face, her thighs gripping the pole. One hand released and trailed down her own stomach slowly while she held the position. Then she let her body spiral down in a long controlled rotation, her back arching further with every foot she descended.

I instinctively glanced up at Alexander. “Impact play,” Alexander murmured close to my ear, his breath warm against my skin. “Some people need the pain to feel alive. Others crave the control it gives their partner.” Further along, a man had his partner suspended in an intricate ropework, her body hanging in the air while he teased her with slow, deliberate touches. She whimpered and begged, completely helpless. The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

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